today was a terrible day. my trusty, loyal, faithful cheery yellow penknife was very mercilessly, in cold-blood, MURDERED by a box. yes, thats right, a BOX.
the horrible deed was done this afternoon, when a mountain of Box blocked my way. feeling utmostly irate as the day had been long and the tasks trying, i sought the help of Penknife.
'help! there's a box in my way and i hate it!'
'worry not my dear! just extend all my blade and together, we shall attack!'
*extend blade right till the end*
'ready my dear?'
'yeah! heeee-yaaa!!!'
*thrust blade into box*
*blade snapped!*
'oh nooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
'bbee ss, strong my dear.' *expire*
'nnnnoooooooooooooo
tragic. the good always die young *sniff*
lets have one minute of silence to my beloved penknife.
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